Oh Purl!!!

"Oh, Purl!"  thought Nutmegg,  "This is why I hate to travel.  No matter how much I double check, I still feel like I must have forgotten to pack something. But as long as I have my knitting I know I can handle things,"  Nutmegg reminded himself.

Which then brought a small chuckle to his lips as he thought over some of his favorite knitting quotes such as 'I knit because punching people is frowned upon' or better yet, some of the knitting jokes he had recently heard.​

He had heard through the Mushroom Line about a Dragon in this new realm where he was traveling to that liked to collect jokes.  Nutmegg memorized a few so he wouldn't forget them.  Like, 'What did the yarn say to the needle? - You got me in stitches!' or one of his favorites, 'What do you call a detective who knits? - Sherlock Woolmes'.  For yes, Nutmegg was also a great reader of who-dun-it books by the Outies... well, actually anything he could get his hands on to read but he enjoyed who-dun-its the most.

Breath in - slowly breath out - while all the time repeating "Knit one, Purl two" in his head to keep calm since he had missed his last connection.  When he finally was calm, Nutmegg walked over to the newly posted schedule hanging on the wall of the subterrain slugway.  The next travel slug should be showing up any minute now so he could get on his way to meet up with Allspice.

​Double checking one more time,  "Yep, my hat is on.  My handwarmers are doing their job of keeping my knitting fingers nimble and though I am not excited about taking on this new job, it is what I have to do," Nutmegg reminded himself.

"Though, maybe I should have thought to buy some new shoes.  But I'll take comfort over style any day and I haven't had time to knit myself some new socks while trying to get ready for this new job," Nutmegg chided himself.  

​For he knew that all Dragons weren't necessarily evil but the Wish Dragons were a huge problem to affected everyone which is why he signed up to be a SPICE (Stewards Preventing Imperfectly Casted Enchantments) agent.

"Ahhh!  The slug is showing up," Nutmegg muttered to himself.  This was one of his favorite ways to travel because eventually he would always arrive when he was suppose to - no matter where he was heading.  But also it was slow enough that he could take out his knitting needles and get a few rows done while traveling.  "Let this adventure begin," Nutmegg said as he climbed into his seat while pulling out his favorite color of yarn.